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I watched the Cholo-cam as Anchor was shot square in the eyes. Pretty Boy screamed as she heard his dying scream. He'd apparently been bitten by a zombie, and was begging to be killed before he became one. I bowed my head as I watched Foxy place the muzzle of the gun against his forhead, and proceed to splatter his "friends' brains all over the walls and ground. I gagged, as Slack grabbed my hand, and closed her eyes. Riley just bowed his head as Charlie watched sadly, his arms wrapped around my waist as he rested his chin on my head. Apparently, neither Cholo or Foxy had the gall to sit in their friends blood and brains, so they jumped out of Woody and began walking.

Clear plastic sheets hung around them as they walked side by side, and we watched with our mouths wide open.

"Somehow Fox. I thought we'd be travelin' in much better style." Cholo admitted, lighting up a smoke, and puffing it into the cold air.

"At least we're still fucking traveling." Foxy laughed, elbowing him in the side a little. I cringed at the creepy little atmosphere, the clear sheets, brick walls and the tall shrubs made some soft of horrifying hallway. Cholo stopped him, and they starred straight head for a long time. Foxy's eyes battered around worriedly.

"What?" He whispered, reaching for his guns.

A loud, gruesome gurgling noise was heard, as Cholo broke out his harpoon gun, and marched forwards. A stench walked out from behind the tall bushes, but Cholo swiftly shot him down, his harpoon glimmering in the moonlight.

"Soo coool!" I whispered, watching the arrow hit with amazing accuracy. Charlie huffed behind me, and I turned around to kiss his jaw.

"You's cooler.." I admitted, earning a happy grunt and we turned back to the screen.

"Well then Fox.." Cholo chuckled as he stepped away from the now further dead corpse, for only a sharp cry to fall from his lips. I gasped, watching as he wretched his hand from the zombie's mouth. The stench was an old one, with long, white hair on the back of his head, but bald up front. His eyes were sunken in, as were his lips and his nose was eaten away by rot. He groaned as Cholo screamed, and Slack grabbed Riley, her eyes bugging out. Riley swore, smashing his hand down on the desk, watching with worried eyes.

Cholo roared in anger, grabbing a spear and stomping up to the stench, driving the silver tipped spear through the zombie's forhead. I cried, covering my mouth as Foxy looked at Cholo with darkening eyes. He hissed in pain, looking up at Foxy as he slumped against the brick wall.

"What?" Foxy asked, and was stunned as Cholo showed him the bite mark on his hand. Foxy stepped back a little.

"Fox..Foxy..Can you fuckin' believe it..Nothing works out the way you want it to..Something always comes around the corner and just gets you." Cholo chuckled, holding up his hand, as blood poured from the wound. I nodded, a frown gracing my face.

True words in a horrid world.

I grabbed Charlie's hand, gripping it.

Foxy lifted up his shot gun, cocking it and pointed it at Cholo. Apparently this guy is making a job of killing off all his friends. I winced as Riley held Slack to his chest and winced along with me. I felt horrible for him. Cholo might have been a pain in the ass for him, but he was his second in command, kind of like a little brother. I knew it was hurting Riley to see him like this.

"It's your choice bro.." Foxy choked out, tears filling up in his eyes.

"Nah...ya wanna know what..I always wanted to see how the other half lives.." Cholo said dejectedly. Foxy nodded, lowering the shot gun.

"I'll miss you bro..good luck."

"You too man..you too.."

Foxy ran off, leaving Cholo by himself with his thoughts. It had only been about a minute or so, and I knew that the venom stays at the bite point for about three minutes, before it started to spread through the body.

Wait..

HOLY SHIT!

I jumped from Charlie's lap, running to Riley and ripping the walkie talkie from his belt.

Awkward.

"CHOLO!" I screamed, holding down the button. The Cholo-cam was calm, until a few seconds later, the repetition of my voice rang through the truck.

"CHOLO!"

He reached down, ripping the walkie talkie from this boot.

"Who tha' fuck is this?" He spat into the walkie talkie.

"It's Peace! Cholo, you must do what I say!" I yelled into the walkie talkie, causing everyone in the truck to watch me with confused eyes. Slack grabbed my elbow, watching me with broken eyes.

"Peace..please..don't try the thing..you tried on Mano.." She whispered and I smiled softly, shaking my head.

"I'mma do better.."

"...What do you need me to do..I don't have much time.." Cholo responded. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"I know you big boob. Hurry, take your knife." I said calmly. Cholo grabbed the large, six inch long hunting knife from his boot. Apparently instead of a bag, this crazy man uses his booties.

"..I'm not asking how you know..but alright. Now what.." He said softly and somewhat lovingly into the walkie. Charlie now stood behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and plopping his chin onto my head.

"Cho..which hand were you bitten on.." I said calmly.

"Uhh..left..How did yo-." He said.

"Cut it off."

"WHAT!"

"You have two minutes until the venom spreads. You can either cut it off, and live. Or don't and become a stench." I said quickly.

"I..Peace-I."

"Cholo, now is not a time to be writing me an ode. You need to decide NOW. Now come on and lop than fucker off!" I screamed into the walkie, earning myself a whack upside the head from Slack.

"Owww!" I whined as I heard Cholo sigh.

"Can you see me now?" He whispered.

"Yes.." I said back, Charlie's arms tightening around my waist.

"You might not want to look."

And with that, he took out the hunting knife and slit a big cavern through his wrist. He screamed, blood spurting everywhere as I winced and gagged. Slack cried, stuffing her face into Riley's collar.
Pretty Boy screamed, clutching Pilsie's hand as I cried, pressing myself further against Charile. But I couldn't let Cholo go through this alone.

"C'mon Cholo! Just get it over it and wrap it tightly. Then get your ass back in this truck!" I screamed, watching the dark haired man wildly wack away at his own flesh. He held back his screams, but offered up groans and deep whimpers.

"Oh my god.." I gasped out as a wet thump resounded around the truck as Pretty Boy passed out and Cholo's hand fell from his arm and landed on the ground.